Chapter 89

Sunday evening.

Calliope was heading to the family manor with Silas. She wore a long, white sweater, layered with a coat. Her long hair was partially pinned up with a clip, cascading like a waterfall down her back. When she was quiet, she was truly striking.

Calliope walked arm-in-arm with Silas into the grand hall of the manor, which was already bustling with people. The moment they spotted the couple, they were all captivated by their presence.

A perfect pair, everyone thought.

"Silas, Callie, you are here!" someone called out warmly, greeting them both.

Silas nodded slightly to everyone in acknowledgment and led Calliope to the sofa. "Make some room for Callie."

Dahlia immediately shuffled over, giving Calliope a playful nod. "Aunt Callie, have a seat!"

at Calliope with

scooted over as well. "Uncle Silas, there's room for you

everyone chatting about? Could it be

raised an eyebrow but remained silent, glancing over at

eyes widened with curiosity. "Fleur, is there something we should know?

something, moving on quickly after that last engagement fell through. Did he have someone lined up even before the wedding?" Verity, who was at odds with

turned sour. "Calliope, what nonsense are

continued, "He hasn't told you all

Gideon, who was glaring darkly. "Gideon, marriage is a big

Yvette's background isn't exactly stellar, perhaps not up to the family's standards. I mean, even I don't meet

her, don't pressure him. It's not

mother-in-law,

Gideon snapped, his voice low. "Would you just

Silas, who had been sipping

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